Chapter 323 President brother, don’t be too cold (60)

  The girl who has just taken a shower is like a clear lotus after the rain, with bright dewdrops, so clear that it is heart-pounding.

  Fu Xiuze breathed tightly and looked up from bottom to top.

  At first, it was the girl's slender and straight legs. On the hem of the gorgeous skirt, the girl's thin waist seemed not to be gripped.

  Upward, Su Qinghuan’s shiny shoulders, the thin silk sling seemed to be snapped off, and the man thoroughly understood what the ancients said it was like to make skin like fat.

  ...

   "Qinghuan, you are beautiful."

Fu Xiuze couldn't help but let out a sigh on his lips.

  He stretched out his hand and subconsciously brought the girl into his arms.

  When he was holding Su Qinghuan, he realized that Su Qinghuan's back was hollowed out.

  The man's eyes suddenly dazzled, and his eyes became more and more dangerous to describe.

  "This skirt..."

   "Sister Wanwan gave it..."

  Su Qinghuan looked embarrassed.

  If it were her, how could she suddenly want to buy this kind of skirt.

"let me see."

  Fu Xiuze's voice suddenly became muffled.

   "Don't, don't watch..."

Su Qinghuan's face was reddened, and she had just glanced at the misty mirror in the bathroom. She felt embarrassed that she couldn't see anything. Now if Fu Xiuze looked at it carefully, she really wanted to find someone. The hole is buried.

  ...

   "I am not allowed to see it, do you want to show it to others?"

   Fu Xiuze's eyes became more and more dangerous.

  As the man said, he quickly pressed the girl against the wall of the bathroom door.

"Hey you-"

  Su Qinghuan involuntarily exclaimed.

  Fu Xiuze is 1.88 meters tall. In contrast, Su Qinghuan, who is 1.60 meters tall, looks like a petite pet in his arms and can only be taken by him.

  ...

  At the moment the girl turned her side, Fu Xiuze only felt that a fire was burning in his eyes, reflecting the shining light of the crystal chandelier in the room.

  For an instant, only the girl's slim figure remained in her eyes.

  Fu Xiuze's big palm tightened slightly, and the green blood vessels popped out, but the man's expression was still calm, his eyes lingered over Su Qinghuan's back.

  I have only seen Su Qinghuan wear that well-regarded long-sleeved trousers before, even if the outdoor temperature is as high as 30 degrees, I haven’t seen Su Qinghuan wear clothes such as shorts and shorts.

  At this moment, however, the suspender skirt directly outlines the beautiful figure of the girl, with her pink shoulders slightly exposed, and her back is a beautiful scenery of endless reverie Ning Ren.

  Only a few poor laces are slightly tied, as if they can be untied as long as they stretch out their hands, and they are always touching the nerves of the man, making people wonder what it would look like if they were opened.

  ...

  Fu Xiuze's throat slid violently, and he approached, grasping the girl's jaw with his big palm, and his thin lips almost fell on the girl's cheek.

  "This skirt, I will only be allowed to wear it to me in the future."

  Su Qinghuan looked embarrassed.

  "This is a nightdress. Of course I don't wear it when I go out."

  Fu Xiuze is so close.

  The other hand of the man landed on her back. Because there was no clothing material to stop her, Su Qinghuan only felt that Fu Xiuze's hand was also with compelling heat, as if she was about to burn her body.

  "It’s not that you are not allowed to wear it out. Even at home, you can only wear it in your bedroom. It is not allowed to be seen by others, and it is not allowed to be worn in such a way that the next person can deliver meals to your room."

  "..."

  This is too harsh, right?

  Su Qinghuan gave Fu Xiuze a silent glance.

   "...then what's the point of buying this skirt? Apart from Wanwan and the others, there are only Filipino maids. Everyone is so familiar. Can't I ask the Filipino maids to deliver me food?"

   "No matter how familiar you are," the man blurted out almost without hesitation: "Neither can a woman."

  "..."

  This possessiveness is too strong, right? !

  Su Qinghuan just wanted to refute, but Fu Xiuze's hand fell threateningly on her back strap.

  The strap is terribly slender.

   Su Qinghuan was so scared that her face paled.

   "You said you won't move your hands or feet."

   "Where did I move?"

  The man looked at her meaningfully, as if there was a whirlpool in his eyes, trying to attract others to fall into it all the time.

  Perhaps because of a tugging between the two people, the lace in front of the suspender skirt suddenly loosened. Su Qinghuan was agitated. She was afraid that the skirt would really fall off, and quickly reached out and hugged Fu Xiuze before the incident happened.

   "Brother, let's rest early."

  The girl's voice was soft and waxy like water, and it was especially clear in this quiet space.

  If he were to be pleaded so softly by the little fox, Fu Xiuze would definitely agree directly without saying a word.

  However, in this situation, even a saint could not bear it.

  ...

  The man's phoenix eyes are burning.

   "Qinghuan, are you afraid of me? I really like you, I can't stand it..."

  He is not Liu Xiahui.

  "..."

  "Don't you—"

  Su Qinghuan was so frightened that her pretty face blushed, and she stretched out her hands, trying to reach Fu Xiuze.

   "You promised me, you can't go back, it's hard for a gentleman to chase after a word!"

   "When did I say that I was a gentleman?"

  From the day he determined that he liked Su Qinghuan, a devil had grown in his heart.

  Want to tie her up, tie herself at all times.

  If you can’t be by your side, even with shackles, you want the girl to show the expression of being bullied and crying.

  But she can only be seen by him alone.

  ...

  Fu Xiuze was driven crazy by the picture he had imagined.

  "Qinghuan...Qinghuan..."

   whispered again and again, but the sentiment in it was so intense that it made people scary.

   "Brother...I am here."

  Su Qinghuan nervously squeezed Fu Xiuze's hand, knowing that if she did not explicitly refuse, Fu Xiuze might be coming for real.

   "It's late, and I have to get up early tomorrow."

  Seeing the girl resisting, the man sighed, still reluctant to hurt the treasure on his apex.

   "You kiss me and I will sleep."

  "..."

  Can you still be foolish like this?

  Su Qinghuan laughed dumbly.

  She took a deep breath, stood on her toes, and finally clung to the man’s neck with her bare hands, making a gesture to offer her lips.

  However, before she could reach Fu Xiuze's lips, the man leaned forward.

  She could only let Fu Xiuze's handsome face close infinitely.

   Originally, Su Qinghuan just wanted a simple kiss.

  However, Fu Xiuze grabbed her lips aggressively and strongly.

  The man’s tongue rushed in.

  Scalp tingling.

  ...

  I don’t know who brought whom all the way to the edge of the soft couch.

  Su Qinghuan almost couldn't breathe, but Fu Xiuze hugged her tighter and tighter.

   Just when the girl thinks things are on the verge of getting out of control.

  The man's forcibly restrained voice came from his ears.

  Fu Xiuze’s voice was terribly dumb.

   "Okay, go to sleep."

  At that moment, Su Qinghuan almost thought that he was the villain.

  Su Qinghuan's eyes were slightly lost, she tentatively poked the man's arm.

   "Brother, can you sleep?"

  (End of this chapter)